Worse than that man. They made Willie grovel like he was Cleon Jones caught srewing a girl in a van. Willie should quit those losers. He is a true Yankee and can only come to grief with the lowlifes in Flushing.

Each had their own distinctive plop sound in the toilet. They all gathered together at the bottom of the bowl to form one nice pile. It was almost like as soon as they left my hole they ran to find their poop friends in order to feel safe.

It was the kind of loaf where you keep wiping and wiping and wiping and poopy still appears on the toilet paper.

Sometimes you only need to wipe once and there isn't a trace of poop and sometimes you have to wipe forever and you continue to see poopy on the toilet paper.

Willie is trying. He is benching Delgado when they should cut him. He is using Tatis and some scrubs who want to play. He should just do what he wants and let the chips fall where they may.

Meanwhile I think the Yanks are looking up. Took one from Cyrus's Twins last night. Mussina won another and could win 20. Who would a thunk it. Joba is in the rotation. We are starting to hit. Matsui is leading the league. Posada is coming back Tuesday. Look out America Leauge, here we come.

The Mets are a predominantly hispanic team with Wright and Wagner thrown in to give it some American - in the old fashioned sense that we must not even notice nevermind mention - flavor. Like an African-American (is that respectful enough, Queen Victoria-closet racist, hypocrite supreme?) is gonna put a fire under los campadres? Yeah, right.

Actually that is the dynamic. It's the American players white and black vs the Hispanic guys. Omar Minaya sold the team to Delagado as a "Hispanic" team. Anybody with a personality or an edge like Lastings Milledge is sent packing. Even if his wife had a personality like Benson. But Jose Reyes can play like a bitch and when Willie tries to set him straight he runs to Omar to make it all right. Willie is an old school hard nosed guy who has the respect of most baseball people who know he that the Wilpons have his balls in a vise. The spanish guys just pretend they don't speak English and blow off the press and the fans. It's an untenable situation. Willie will be gone after the All star break because he was named an all-star coach and the game is in Yankee staduim this year. Once they dump Willie, they should hire Wally Backman regardless of his personal problems. He could be their Billy Martin. A true Met with roots in the franchise who will have a source of popularity and fan support independant of Omar. Oh right. Well maybe Jerry Manuel will be ok.

Fiver: There's something very queer about the warren this evening... Hazel: Is it dangerous? Fiver: It's not exactly danger, it's... oh, I don't know. Something oppressive... like thunder. Fiver: I feel like we are surrounded by strange animalsHazel: Well just look who has visited the garden today. A braying jackass, a fat loquacious badger, a preening peacock and a grumpy hedge hog.Fiver: What a strange group. What would bring them into our garden?Hazel: I think they all look in the lady’s window.Fiver: Bigwig heard her talking. I think she collects strange animals. It’s very weird.(Watership Down, 1972)

This seems like an instance of the Andrew Sullivan problem: some people write better than they think. Maybe that's not a problem for the publisher, since good writing, however facile, brings readers, as does controversy. But for the reader, caveat lector applies as much to the arguments of articulate wiz-kids as it does to those of ungrammatical, ranting blog commenters.

There was something odd about reading that piece. I could be entirely wrong on this. It seems the thing was edited as I was reading it. Maybe it was something else. Klein started out saying maybe he shouldn't be writing just yet, he hadn't intended to, since he had another piece on the subject coming up, but because some other authors beat him to the punch he felt forced to write. Somewhere in there I read, "a big frowny face for ..." being scooped on the piece. I recall thinking in that moment, "you've forfeited any pretense of seriousness here with that goofy phrasing." Being rather goofy myself, I'm alert to such lapses. When I finished reading and intended to remark on that, I couldn't find the phrasing, as if it had disappeared while I was reading it. Like I said, I could be wrong.

The difficulty in finding a phrase I'm certain I read, even with the help of command F, along with all of the scatology to be found in these comments, has caused me to consume two Newcastles with freshly baked sourdough bread and cheese with smoked duck sausage along with a bunch of other stuff, in order to settle my troubled mind.